ANA: One stops being a cop.

CHRISTIAN: What a coincidence, I just stopped being a doctor.

ANA: Why'd you quit?

CHRISTIAN: I didn't. My son ratted me out for drinking on the job. Thank you. Lost my license. Yeah, I know, it's hilarious.

ANA: No, no, it's just that I don't think parents and their kids should work together -- too many issues.

CHRISTIAN: I'll drink to that.

GALE: Now that's a broad question.

LOCKE: Why'd you try to hurt Ana-Lucia, but not me?

GALE: I'm not sure I know what you're getting at, John.

LOCKE: I was trapped under that blast door, helpless. You could've crushed my skull, but you didn't do a thing. Why didn't you?

GALE: Because you're one of the good ones, John.

LOCKE: What? Good what?

GALE: None of this matters. I'm dead anyway. The doctor's gone to make a trade and we both know he'll come back empty-handed and then I've lost my value. So either Jack comes back here and kills me or my people find out where I'm being held and they do it.

LOCKE: Why would your own people want to kill you?

GALE: Because the man in charge -- he's a great man, John, a brilliant man -- but he's not a forgiving man. He'll kill me because I failed, John. I failed my mission.

LOCKE: What mission?

GALE: When that woman caught me in her trap I was on my way here, John. I was coming for you.

LOCKE: Right about what?

JACK: About Henry -- what you and Sayid did to him when you first found him. You were right. I don't like how you did it, but I shouldn't have gotten in your way.

LOCKE: Well, you did what you thought was right at the time you thought it, Jack. I just hope that next time you decide to do something you include me. And something tells me that's going to be soon.

JACK: You heard Michael. We can take them.

LOCKE: Our friend with the beard told us not to cross the line.

JACK: These people are liars, John. Why should we take their word on anything?

LOCKE: I couldn't agree more.

HURLEY: Dude, I'm not lost. Will you trust me? We're right about to walk on the most excellent secret beach on the island, and -- surprise!

LIBBY: Uh, Hurley, this is our beach. There's Jin. Hey, I'll tell you what -- why not have the picnic here? Come on, give me the blankets.

HURLEY: Blankets?

LIBBY: You don't have any blankets? How about drinks? Okay, I'll tell you what, I will handle the blankets. You just track down Rose and Bernard. I saw them pull wine from the pallet, okay?

HURLEY: Oh, wine. Groovy. Hey, maybe if I get drunk enough I'll remember where I know you from.